He examined the filthy, gooey crotch of her beautiful black panties… “Disgusting”.He pushed her legs wide open so her clit was exposed and her w...tness was blatantly obvious. He stroked his fingers around her clitoris, never actually touching it, teasing her naughty pussy. He took the disgraced panties and started to wipe her pussy with them, grazing them against her clit making her increasingly wet. When the panties were covered all over with her cum he pulled her up from the floor.He pulled. He had rocked this young woman's world. Of that much, he could now be confident.It wasn't pride Ray was feeling, either. He knew it hadn't really been just ol' Ray Pinsky who'd brought her to these heights any more than it was his personal triumph to have cured a couple of thousand people of their assorted maladies.It was a gift he had received. Sender unknown.Judging by the smile on Carolyn Maxwell's sleeping face, it was a gift that kept on giving.Ray was facing a classic approach-approach. “Hey not so much of the little!” I chastised her. We both laughed as she started to stroke me.“Jack, do you want to.. you know?” she asked tentatively. Knowing, I thought, full well what she meant, I wrestled with my conscience. Hormones and a raging hard on are hard things to beat but I managed to eventually say. “Do you think we ought to wait until your safe? I haven’t got any condoms.” Dan smacked me hard on the shoulder, “Owww youuu!” she cried at me.“Look how about we almost but actually. Porno pop, if you will! Pop has already gotten a bit raunchy, but not nearly enough for my taste! I admit that I really enjoyed your last one, where you pranced around in nothing but a bandana, of course!” I told Kesha as I pumped furiously in and out of her delectable bottom.“Count on you to applaud the growing smuttiness of pop and presumably all genres of music! Can I count on your endorsement, then, by showing up in my next video to fuck me in it? The best thing would be if another woman.